28 August 2009

I was talking to my mother yesterday on the phone. It was a typical conversation about what’s going on in her household and my sister’s life, and what’s going on in mine. It was a routine conversation, and at the end of the call, after I said I was about to go to bed, I told her that I love her. That comment always makes her feel good, I think, because she giggled as she informed me that my stepbrother and I, are  the only ones of her 4 kids ( 2 sons, 2 daughters) that always end our phonecalls with “I love you.” I’m glad that she notices what I say to her, even though it’s a habit, and a good one to have.